Cover for my Boulevard

I bought this cover a while back and have been doing everything to keep it up off the ground.  Its a really heavy cover of good quality made for a full dress bike.  My bike is not a full dress touring (I'm working on it!) but it does have a windshield and bags.  After I put the Givi top case on the rear, the cover fits a lot better!

Storage capacity

The three things I look for in a bike are fuel economy, riding comfort for distance, and storage.  since I was used Yamaha Majesty, my new bike falls short on all three categories.  It came with saddle bags which help, but you can't really put something in a leather bag with no lock and expect it to be 100% safe....not even 80%.  I had the Givi trunk from the scooter and since Kat and I put the rack on the back, I figured I would see if the Givi mount would work on that rack.  It fits perfectly and now I have my storage back (or at least some of it).  The saddle bags expand somewhat (which the underseat storage and the Givi never did) but they are not completely waterproof or secure.  The Givi case has a lock, and I used it extensively on the scoot.  Now I have engine guards and pegs to buy (for comfort) and then I will be comparable to the scooter.  Shifting doesn't bother me, and on the highway where the scoot would get worse mpg (down to mid 40's) the bike gains mpg (up to almost 50).

Rear rack for Alice

With Kat's help, I installed the rear rack on my bike. Was it quick and easy? No. Even though it was a matter of four bolts... Did I have to hack-saw through three of them? Yes. :( Like Carlos used to say, At the end of the day...the job is complete and I have somewhere to stow my crap other than the pillion.

Wet Airhawk

I have a really nice premium cover for Alice, but the Airhawk seat cushion still got wet. I rode with a small towel on top of it on my way to class. When I parked, I put the "CoolAss" cover on. I was worried it would be too big since it was made for the Majesty, but it fit great over the driver seat and the passenger pillion (with some extra room to tuck in). One saddlebag has all my rain gear and the other has my leather jacket. I'm carrying my helmet with me until noon and then I'll lock it to the bike...I just wanna make sure it doesn't get rained in!

Ride to (little) Stonehenge (aka Clonehenge)

This place was not difficult to get to.  My riding buddy Vince and I rode the twisty roads down to close near Munfordville.  As usual, we seen a lot of other bikes out, a lot of dead animals along the road, and even a couple cool things like a muddy river that was almost overflowed and an old Road Dog looking trike.


Roaddog made by William "Wild Bill" Gelbke.

Well anyway, we got there and checked the place out.  It was pretty cool.  It’s on someone’s private property, but they make it known it’s ok to pull into their driveway and park for a bit to go look.

Vince took this picture.  I forgot my dang camera so we only had our cell phones to work with.

Here’s Vince with his Burgman 650 Exec.

These are a few better pictures showing just the stonework.




I don’t know if it’s exactly to scale but I think the placement is right.  The center stone has a compass carved into it showing which direction is North, etc...  Here’s a pic of me standing on the center stone.

As you can see, the sun caused the picture to come out not-so-good.

Also we can’t forget the other great reason to come out this way…FOOD!  Unfortunately Big Bubba Buck’s Belly Bustin’ BBQ Bliss was closed on Sundays and we did not know.  We ended up eating at a Subway!

Yes, looks like neither of us was gonna go home and smack our mama’s…


We did meet and talk with some other riders at the Pilot where the Subway was.  They seemed alright but Vince did more talking than I did.  I was kinda hungry at that point and just wanted to get some grub. 

And what was the cool souvenir I took home?

My first rider-burn of the year!

It was a great ride.  We just basically headed straight for the barn down I-65 on the way home after eating at the Subway.

Here's Vince's video!!

Between the Drops on Friday

The second smaller Fleur went on the tail of my bike...

Between the Rains on Friday

Between the rains on Friday, I needed to take a quick ride, so I went to the Highlands and bought a couple Fleur di Lis at the Why Louisville shop...

The large red one went on my windshield.

Clonehenge, my next adventure…

Deep in the hills of Kentucky lies an ancient druid holy place that has been the site for many human sacrifices, naked fertility rituals, summonings and workings of other powerful magic. 

Ok, that’s all b*llsh*t, really it’s a scale model of Stonehenge just off Interstate 65 in Munfordville, Kentucky

It is known by some as “Clonehenge” which sounds kinda cute to me.  Anyways, I’ll probably be ancient myself (or more likely dead) before I can ever ride my bike up to the REAL Stonehenge and touch the mysterious monoliths, so when I heard about this place, I did a little research and discovered it’s just over yonder (like everything in Kentucky).  Really it’s a little over an hour away—one hour and eighteen minutes with the old trusty Google maps (or one hour and fifty minutes if you like to take the scenic route (along state roads and backroads).  Also, as an added bonus, I hear that “Big Bubba Bucks Belly Bustin BBQ Bliss” has some really good grub according to some folks…

“The folks are super friendly, and the BBQ is so super-duper-awesome that you will, in fact, slap yo mamma! ..."‎

“Just the smell from the big pig-shaped smokers outside alone is worth 3 stars.”

”this ain't no generic box of food...this is southern home cookin.”

”My favorite part was listening to the owner advertising her place on the cb radio to all the truckers passing by.”

(all stolen shamelessly from the interwebs).

I am going to make this trip on Sunday (best case scenario).  If not, I will have to run down south very soon and check both these out…

Like Christmas!!!!

The wind has been so bad it blew the covers of Molly & Alice multiple times. The creepy pothead from next door knocked on the door and when Kathy answered he said "Kella's (I'm disturbed he knows my name) cuv'r fer his motercickle was blown off 'n down the block so ah put 'er back on fer y'all!" Apparently he was looking for a reward or something. As I said, he's really one of those creepy guys you look at like he might have "child molester" written lightly on his forehead. So far he's not ended up in "Crime Times". Anyway, I decided to put the covers back on and then strap them down as good as I could so maybe they won't catch wind and flop around so damn much. Frustrating because now it'll take me extra time in the morning.

Painted Bridge with LSG

I rode for a bit with the LSG folks and Ralph led us past the Painted Bridge. I really like that route.

Ralph & the Fajita

Ralph showed up a little later. His fajita was steaming hot. He had a nice ride up also. He started with another fellow who had some mechanical issues and had to turn back. Ralph rides a Piaggio MP3. It may be the three-legged dog of the scooter world, but its a real good machine.

Corydon Indiana

Corydon was the original state capital of Indiana. Apparantly they are very proud of this fact.

Riding to Lunch

Three of my friends were able to make it this morning for the ride to Corydon for lunch at The Real Enchilada.

Rooster Run

I took my first ride of any real length on the new bike. I was watching Princess Bride afterwards on the couch and fell asleep. When I woke, it was due to an incredible pain on the top of my foot. It was a cramp in my "shifter muscle"! I feel kinda stupid. It was however a fabulous day for riding, and with some highway miles my mpg improved slightly. I ran out to Bardstown Kentucky, visited the fabled "Rooster Run" and grabbed a soda. After that I ran past Four Roses distillery, and Jim Beam on the way home. My Barefoot Willies Cool Cup came today so I put it on and it worked great. Best part about that was that directly from their site it was only lik $23. I would like to get engine guards and pegs, as well as a sissy bar and rack for carrying a few extra things, but right now I will just be happy to get the power cable for my GPS installed. Today was a nice ride.

River Road Saddle Bags

Alice (my 2008 Suzuki Boulevard) came with saddle bags already installed by the previous owner (PO).  Not only had he burned a bit of the bottom of the right one (which you can tell because of the burn that it's PVC and not leather) but also lost one of the straps.  The River Road saddle bags come with straps that have their "quick connect" on the leather buckle which is a plastic widgit usually found on backpacks, and other things with nylon straps.

I visited River Road's website but could not find a quick connect that looked like mine.  A quick email was met with a quick reply.  After asking for a picture, Sherrie at RR simply replied "I'm pretty sure we have the right one. What is your address?"

I rode my motorcycle in the rain...

Kat took this pic of me last week when I picked up Alice from the shop. Yes, I have decided to name her Alice.

Finally got around to taking a few pix of the new bike.

I hope you enjoy these. I may actually get to ride tomorrow!!!

I picked up the new bike today. Between the repairs and the belated first service that the jackwagon previous owner didn't do, it was expensive enough that if figured into the purchase price, I would not have bought it. I drove in the rain with full gear directly to the county clerk's office where they did the VIN check and transferred the title to me. When I got home, I put the cover on and went in to dry off. I am doing pretty good making the transition from CVT to manual transmission. I'm still a little choppy in shifting but I credit that more towards getting used to the throttle. Besides the automatic trans, the one thing I am missing right now is the highway pegs. In order to have them on the Boulevard, I have to get engine guards. There are about two...one made by Suzuki which is really for mounting pegs only...it really doesn't protect the bike in case of tip-over. The other one made is from Cobra and extends quite a bit further out. They run about $175 (without the pegs). Both bolt right on with no big trip to the shop-bonus. I plan to take it for errands tomorrow and get some practice in.

Parts (aka UPS sucks)

Well folks, I (though very uncharacteristic of me) optimistically went by the Suzuki of Lou today to check on the (as yet unnamed) Boulevard.  The mech said that UPS used to come in at 9am…you could set your clock by them.  Now they are lucky if we get UPS in before 2pm.  It was 1:30 or so when I was there.  I considered waiting around, but didn’t want to appear as the guy who pesters the shite out of them…I left.

This is how it went…

ME: So I guess the parts didn’t come in today?

TROY: We used to get them around 9am, but now we don’t get UPS in here until almost 2 o’clock some days.

ME (trying for nonchalance): So you can give me a holler when the parts come in.

TROY: (irritation in voice) I’ll call you when it’s ready to pick up.

So…prayers for either the parts to come in or my sanity are appreciated.

Torn apart...

My bike is completely torn apart and ready for when the parts come in. They expect they will get the parts no later than Tuesday & can button it back up same day... That's great but I kinda was hoping they could get the parts in the next day or two so I could pickup Friday or Saturday... I have been down so long now and I am really feeling it...

Clutch pads, springs, etc.

I got a voicemail from the mechanic at Yamaha-Suzuki of Louisville.  The estimate is $450.  He has to replace the clutch pads, springs, flush the gear oil, etc.  It is basiclly (from the sounds of it) just this side of major work.  He said he's ordered the parts and it will be 3-4 days to get them in.  I expect the bike back next week, but I'm gonna run by on Friday and 'check in'.

 

Trailering…yet again

Monday after class, Ralph and I run up to get the bike.  Its good on the way up…Ralph is a very intelligent guy with lots of varied experience.  It’s always cool to talk to him and hear about his experiences.  I have always liked a good yarn…

We get to the VP and Brittney is still there.  We load the bike up and this dude on a little Ninja sportsbike comes over for some small talk.  He says how it looks like a really pretty bike and that “it’s pretty cold.  I don’t blame you for taking it home on a trailer.”  As I told Ralph later that is when I had the energy to want to kill somebody and this guy was it.  I told him.  “It’s not running right.  That’s the ONLY reason I’m not riding it home.  This weather is fine!”

Having already called the shops in town, I knew none were open on Monday.  Ralph was nice enough to let me keep it on the trailer overnight.  Furthermore he was nice enough to haul it over to Yamaha-Suzuki of Louisville for me.  I talked to Ty in the shop and told him about the bike, that it was an 08 with only 2700 miles and I just bought it and had to have it towed and trailered.  I told him that I needed it looked at that day—not necessarily repaired in case they had a huge waiting list—but I needed to know how bad it was.  He was nice enough to get me in.

After school I went over to check.  Sure enough it was the clutch.  The mechanic said that somebody had overly tightened the clutch adjustment and the clutch pads had been rubbing and causing constant friction which is what burned them out.  He said it was not great but not bad.  I said “so are we talking like $1000????”  and he said that it wouldn’t likely be that much even worst-case-scenario.  I was relieved—I had the money to fix it (just barely).  I asked him “what about $500?”  he said with a couple hours and labor it might get into $250-300.  I was relieved.  I told him I know they probably couldn’t work on it right away because I figured a lot of other people were ahead of me.  He said “I was gonna tear it down today and order parts.  I can let you know something for sure tomorrow morning.”

That’s where we’re at right now.

Initial thoughts while on the side of I-65

My primary thought was that I would REALLY like to get my hands around the throat of the guy who sold me this bike.  Quickly after that, I start looking for something I must have done.  My theory was that, with only 2700 miles on the damn bike, how could anyone have possibly screwed it up!?!?!?!?

I think “what about removing the baffles?” and “maybe test riders screwed it up” and “did I hit a button or something” and lastly “he did something to it on purpose”.  I was fit to be tied.  I did something slightly naughty.  I had meant to call my insurance company at Kat’s moms and switch insurance from Molly to the new bike.  I did that asap while sitting in Kat’s charger along the side of the interstate.  One little bright spot—the damn bike was STILL cheaper than my 08 Yamaha Majesty scooter to insure…and with LESS deductible!  Kat called the info for the Indiana State Police to try and get a wrecker.  They were sending someone but he was about 60 minutes out.  We decided we could wait that long.  Almost that time goes by and they call to tell us there’s been a mistake and the first tow truck could not make it. 

This is about the time a state trooper pulls up behind us.  I am sitting here looking at the expired plate on the bike that I never changed.  I am thinking about how I just an hour before got insurance on the vehicle…. Come to find out, he was a really nice bloke.  He warned us of the laws we were breaking without documenting it or writing any citations.  He offered to call dispatch about a tow truck and he ran the VIN on the bike to make sure it wasn’t stolen.  He came back after running the VIN and said it was clean, but “with the laundry list of traffic violations he has, it’s good the seller is getting rid of this bike.”  I thought that was a hoot, but not enough to smile.  We told him we’d already called about a tow and so he asked if we wanted him to wait around until it got there.  I thanked him profusely for his help and told him he didn’t have to stay.

Kat has to pee, and I am frustrated so I call my insurance company to see if I get any free towing.  I explain that I just bought the bike and switched insurance about an hour ago then the bike died on the way home.  The insurance company said they would send someone.  About 10 minutes later a tow truck (sent by the police dispatch) showed up.  He said he was sorry but still had to charge me $65.  It would be another $65-70 for him to tow us into the next town (Columbus Indiana) so we told him to beat it after paying.  Shortly after, the insurance dispatched truck shows up.  He has a regular tow truck—not a flat bed.  Still he says it won’t be a problem and he does this all the time.  He puts the bike in a sling and lifts it with the winch.  The seat bends and pops up!!!  Still it’s too late so we let him haul it.

We end up at a Village Pantry which I have called and spoke to the manager to see if it’s ok to leave it overnight.  She was kind and it’s no problem.  If you’re ever at the VP in Columbus, say hello to Brittney.  I called my friend Ralph who has a trailer and even though he’s at a basketball game, he takes a few minutes to talk and let me know that we can come up Monday with his trailer.  At this point I am too tired and hungry to be upset or anything.  We go to Target to get a couple bicycle cable locks to put through the wheels.  Brittney gives us tape and I tape a note to the bike with my name and phone number and “please do not tow”.

The Suzuki Boulevard C50

I found a couple of these around the area, but didn’t find any right in Louisville.  I wanted to go see one near Munfordville on the weekend.  Kat said she would go with me to look at it but reminded me we were going to Indy on Saturday.  I made arrangements to see the bike on Sunday.  The guy seemed nice.  The bike was an 06 with only 4200 miles on it.  The asking price was $4500 which is right around book value so I thought he might take a bit less.  It was set up with a windshield, saddle bags, and a luggage rack.  I would be sorely missing the storage capacity of Lois (my Yamaha Majesty) so I knew these would be very handy.

I phoned the fellow and he said he had a guy coming to look at it on Saturday but he would call me if it sold.  I told him I would call and check with him.  Saturday came and we rode up to Indy. On the way Kat asked if that was the only bike I liked in the area and if there might be any near Indy.  I produced the print out of another C50 in Indianapolis….  Kat nearly insisted that we go see it.  She is such a total sweetheart! I was surprised, but called to see if it was possible.  The lady (Carolyn) said that it would be fine if we wanted to come and take a look.  We went and saw it.  It was a 2008 with only 2700 miles on it!  It sounded loud, but was a pretty bike.  I told them I would contact them if I made a decision.  I wanted to see the bike near Munfordville first.

I called the guy about the 06 on Saturday night at 9:30 and left him a message.  I thought he would probably get back with me in the morning.  Morning came and I had heard nothing back.  I looked on craigslist and the page was deleted….  We left for Indy with cash and a pretty strong intention to purchase that bike.

We looked, signed papers, signed more papers, and agreed on a price.  They were pretty firm so I ended up paying the full amount.  It was worth it…the bike books for almost $6000 with that kind of low miles!  I found out the reason for the loudness—the jackwagon son who owned it removed the baffles from the pipes.  I am thinking this whole time "I can get new ones to put in”.  Meanwhile the thing wasn’t like Harley loud…  I got my gear on and rode it to Kat’s mom’s house.  I liked how smooth it rode, but I was kinda disappointed about how little torque it seemed to have.  It felt like if you gave it too much gas instead of picking up speed it would just overrev.  Still it was comfortable, looked nice, was shaft driven, fuel injected and my research revealed that it got between 40-50mpg and was not as heavy as Vince’s Burgman.  The son also allowed the right saddle bag to rest on the pipe at one point.  The bag was damaged but not shot.

We did our visiting with Kat’s mom and I just kept having this nagging in my gut about the torque/overreving situation.  I called the son back about it.  He said that he had never noticed anything like that.  I thought perhaps that it’s just the way this particular bike handles.  On the way out of town I resolved to experiment a little and see what’s what.  I found that if you keep it down low in the gear it does fine, so you can accelerate, but the acceleration totally sucked.  It got up to 70+mph on I-65 no problem, it just took it a while to get there.  I was figuring that this is just the way a modern cruiser would ride…  I did some more playing with the throttle and found if you let it just stay ‘overrevved’ for a bit then it would finally grab hold and put you back in the seat with a little g-force.  That was nice to know.  So now it would accelerate, but just had a little lag before doing it.

At this point I would like to state that 99% of my manual transmission experience was with automobiles…

The phenomenon I was experiencing was apparently called “clutch slipping”.

 

Yes, indeed.  I was on I-65, about 35 miles from Kat’s mom’s and suddenly no matter what gear or how much throttle I give it…it is still decelerating!!!  I go from left lane to right lane then finally to breakdown lane.

A new(er) bike…

I have already resolved the motorcycle vs. scooter issue in my brain.  I will always hold scooters first in my heart.  They are easy to ride, perfect to learn on, and fun.  They are great on gas mileage, quirky-cool, and the thinking man’s Harley Davidson.

My problem is that, although I do love scooters first and foremost, they are difficult to find at a deal.  I cannot afford to plunk down $6,000 to $10,000 on a brand new scooter.  I am not wealthy enough to do it on a car either.  So with that as a given, I have always looked for a bargain.  I want a newish bike with low miles for a good price.  This is all but the holy grail when you are talking about a scooter, mainly due to their popularity being so much less than your traditional motorcycle.  It’s the law of averages working against me.

Until I started riding, I never knew the joy and exhilaration.  Once you understand, it becomes like a drug.  It has become a drug I need.  Just the other day somebody who knew my bike was down and I wasn’t riding any asked me how long it had been since I’ve been riding.  My answer was “so long now that I just don’t look before crossing the street anymore…”  The fun I get from riding is a natural mood enhancer that I have come to rely on.  Without that, I am just not right.  If you don’t believe me, ask my fiancée or my kids…

The GS850 has just not been working out like I need it to.  It is a vintage bike which is really cool, but it is old-tech and that’s something that might not be a good decision for me.  I ride year-round if possible.  The Yamaha Majesty was perfect because it had wind protection and fuel injection.  It would start up and go in any weather and give you a pretty comfortable ride wherever you needed.  I have been 20,000 miles to Montgomery Alabama, St. Louis Missouri, Sturgis Michigan, and all over Kentuckiana on that bike.  I needed something more reliable than a 30 year old dog no matter how cool it was.

It was time for me to hit craigslist again.  This time, since practicality had won out over style on the scooter vs. motorcycle issue, I decided to find out what kind of motorcycle I was going to look for.  I had some requirements:

1. Good gas mileage

2. Not a big engine(see number 1)

3. Not too heavy

4. Comfortable

5. Fuel injection

6. Shaft driven

Fuel economy was the primary reason I got onto two wheels.  I was not giving that up for anything else the whole deal was pretty pointless in my brain.  I didn’t want a big engine—firstly for gas mileage, but also I had heard that the more power the worse your insurance will be.  I didn’t want a bike that was too heavy.  The GS850 weighed in at about the same as my buddy Vince’s Burgman 650.  I didn’t want to go much more than that.  The bike had to be comfortable.  If you can’t stand the ergonomics of the bike then its no good.  The scoots excel at that, so I had to have something that was not too bad.  Fuel injection as I have said before was something I have come to need.  I have dealt with carbureted vehicles in the past in both automobile, scooter, and now motorcycle and cold starting always ended up leaving a bad taste in my mouth.  My friend Jeremy warned me about older bikes and the adjustments that needed made and how often that would be required.  That got me thinking about chains and belts in general.  Well, the old 850 was shaft driven, so I was thinking I wanted another shaft drive bike.

I narrowed my search down to two bikes.  The Honda Shadow 750cc, and the Suzuki Boulevard C50 (805cc).  Of the two, I liked the Suzuki better…maybe because of Molly, maybe not.  I started a search on these two bikes and found a few of them for sale on craigslist in the area.

Molly title issues

Sadly, the guy I am (still) trying to buy Molly from has not been in contact with me about the title.  The 81 GS850 is originally from Tennessee and he has never had it transferred to Kentucky.  The County Clerks office explains that even though he signed the back of the title, he cannot legally sell me the bike.  He has to actually have the title in his name first.

On top of that, I have been trying to ride the bike around the parking lot and a couple blocks in the neighborhood and it is difficult.  In order to keep it running, you have to have the choke (manual) pulled out some…actually 3000 rpms.  That makes it hard to get into first and is very difficult to manage.  If you set the choke any lower, it dies at idle.  It likely needs the (four) carbs cleaned out and synched, plus maybe the gaps set.  I am not willing to do that. 

I have decided that they fellow either needs to produce a title (which would allow me to own the bike—even though I have already paid for it!) or take the bike back and refund my money.  I don’t care either way.  It’s a nice bike and would be absolutely perfect with just a bit of work.  Its only real fault is that its old-tech.

Sad...

This weather is depressing me.

Wiring Harness

I got the wiring harness for my Garmin done. Now I just have to attach it. I'm in no huge hurry for that. Snowstorms are on their way again. This is about the time of year I start thinking "the snow isn't sticking on the roads...I should be ok to take the bike..." and looking at the historical data on weather.com to see when it should start getting into the forties.

Molly rocks!

The weather has been for shite the past several days so I have not ridden. Last time I rode the choke kept sinking back down and she was dying at stops. Not cool. The battery the seller included was his old ATV battery (complete with some mud still on it) and I have been wary of it.

Today at about 5pm I went out to start the Suzuki GS850GX (I found that similar to the Majesty, the Suzuki uses a letter to indicate year of manufacture) the G stands for shaft driven and the X stands for 1981. That old gal is a fighter! Even at 23 degrees she battles her way to life with only a couple pushes on the start button! I am quickly falling in love with this bike!

Grrrrrr....

Finally after almost three months I get some wheels and then... . Day 1: rode it home Day 2: rode it a short distance to my sister's and back (almost froze) Day 3: weather forcast calls for snow and rain Day 4: raining (today). . I did find some very good internet resources for specs, diagnosis & troubleshooting the Suzuki GS models... Also (as you can see in the pic) I got my scooter cover to mostly fit Molly (with Ralph's help). I don't feel near as bad about leaving her outside now. . Maybe things will clear up and I will be able to ride Thursday. Tomorrow is professional dress day here at school.